There's something about the snow that I love.
It might be the fact that it muffles the sounds of this little town and I can hear the song of the birds
It might be that the Sun reflecting off the sheets of white almost reminds me of the brightness and warmth of Summer
It might be the fact that I feel more inclined to go outside, because I like to watch my footprints in the snow
It might be the careful intentionality with which I have to tread the sidewalks
something like that....
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